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How to Train Your Overlord	By : Praetor Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 97634 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own How to Train Your Dragon (the cartoon or book), the Overlord games or the Disney princesses that appear. I make no profit (monetary or otherwise) from this work and write solely for amusement.

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(Thanks ahead of time for your interest, the usual themes apply here. Enormous proportions for sexual characteristics, hyper sexuality, moresomes later, cartoon physics etc. this time with real time body enhancement as well. You have been warned.)

‘Well that was a project.’ Groaned Snotlout
The Viking crew looked at the shambles of a rock they found on a ruined island while exploring desolate isles. Hiccup felt compelled to bring it back for study, it was very unique. It was heavily runed, carved and when complete, perfectly spherical. It took the better part of an hour to tether the ropes and nets to the shards of the rock they found in the ruined island tower. He wanted it sheltered from the elements but out of the public eye, so he dropped it in the conference room over chieftain’s hall.
Luckily it was late in the day already and when they returned to Burk it was under the cover of darkness. They approached over the tree line to the back of the village to avoid the sight of the coastal watch. They touched down in the hold through the opening in the roof for dragons and down loaded the shards of the ruined monolith.
'What do you even think it is?' asked Astrid
'I don't know, but the runes and glyphs make me think it’s from the same people who made the Dragon's Eye.'
The ropes had wound themselves tightly under the weight of the rocks during transport. Unable to loosen them by hand, he drew his small knife from his boot and began severing them.
He looked back to the others and said 'You guys can go. I'll stay up a little to put this away and try to make sense of it.'
Hours turned to days as he pieced the thing back together. It was mostly a thing of tedium, finding how each shard or fragment linked with another, matching the carvings on the surface to the other surface pieces and so on. Each time he put a piece in the right place he knew it was correct if the large orb glowed for a moment and the cracks shone before merging into a slightly more complete and seamless structure.
This went on until morning. He slept in the attic of the great hall when he didn’t want to, feel like or was unable to get home. He awoke at mid-day and took his meal there. He then ducked into the conference room to resume piecing the orb back together. This went on for almost a week, his absence was unquestioned as he was known to vanish for extended periods of time. Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs and (by Odin) the twins were his public face in these times.
On the sixth day he put the last piece in and the whole orb glowed like when it did when he completed a puzzle, except this time it continued to glow. It hummed, both physically and metaphysically. He could feel an otherworldly eminence from the orb as well as a physical vibration. Then before his eyes it began to hover.
Straight into the air it went, slightly above ground level with a grace no flying dragon ever could amount. It sat in the air and called the earth to it instead of the other way around, with nearby rocks not part of the ground lifting to it and whirling around it in an almost protective orbit.
The air around him drew denser and he could feel moisture build. Overhead clouds the likes of which he only saw on storms began to amass.
That otherworldly energy too, it saturated the air around him as well. As his nervousness built he began to step away when that strange energy took form. Pure black tendrils emerged from the orb and struck at him, sailing through the air and wrapping around him. They felt like water but were solid to the touch, ensnaring his arms and legs.
They didn't pull or push him, but held onto him still and he could feel more than see the dark energies that surrounded the orb now pouring into him. He could feel a surge of energy and power as the tendrils grasp widened, the blackened silhouette enshrouding him and as it crawled around his body and covered his eyes, he could feel himself changing as everything faded…

Wind rushed in his face as he swooped down from above on the back of his dragon. He could smell the smoke in the air and wisp of plasma as his Nightfury blew a beam of heat and fire in a streak below them. He felt his pulse pounding in his ears as arrows whizzed by his head and some bounced off his and his dragon's armour. He was wearing a new armour, far more than he had ever worn before. Toothless was wearing his own gothic black dragon armour.
Below him he could see men fighting on foot and horse, people falling everywhere and lines descending into mobs as fighting overtook order. Around him in the sky were other dragon riders, vikings on the backs of the mighty beasts. All equally armoured. All spewing flame down below into the lines and on opponents.
Even though it all, looked, sounded, smelled and felt real, he had the suspicion that it was not. As if he were watching things play out from inside his own head. He found this to be true when he tried to take control of his actions and could not move.
He landed his dragon and dismounted, stepping off while drawing an ax from the saddle. It was a larger and more menacing looking ax than anything he had wielded before. Fighting stopped as he approached, the armoured knights breaking and running at the sight of him. His men were vikings without dragons and men at arms on foot, woefully outnumbered by the knights and levies of the opposing army but more than made up for by his dragon riders.
Cut to black and then he saw himself atop a ruined castle, a magnificent fortified structure far grander than anything he had ever seen. He was fighting a vaguely human beast of some sort on foot, greater in size and ferocity than any viking he had known.
He saw himself in a throne room larger than his entire chieftain’s hold, he stepped over the slain king and took the throne, the room transforming around him from one of ruin to one of splendour. The flags changed to his own and the shields and weapons of his Viking forefathers mounted the walls, stolen loot funded the reconstruction and treasures filled the room with decorations.
He and Toothless were flying around a magnificent and terrifying dragon atop a ruined castle that was spewing green flame at them as they swooped around. It was too great in size to assault directly so he was merely buying time as he searched for another means of attack…
He was lying in a bed larger than most rooms in a room larger than most buildings. It was a lofty bed too, comfortable beyond all imagining with plush pillows and the linens smoother than he thought possible. His new, impressive body had new scars and burns on it but was presently fine. In the crook of his arm, nuzzling his chest was his girlfriend and soon to be wife, Astrid. He saw there were long black strands of hair on him and followed them with his eyes, rolling his head to the side and seeing another woman in his other arm, Heather of all people. Actually there were many women in his bed, he noticed when looking around. All scantily dressed and in some way cuddling with him or each other in their sleep…

‘Oh my, no this will never do.’
Hiccup stirred at the sound of the strange voice. It was a little high pitched and sleazy sounding, all together unfamiliar. He sat up and rubbed his eyes which were fogged with sleep. When he looked around he saw a small figure walking around the hall.
‘This will not do at all.’ He said again
He was a very small person, maybe 4 and a half feet. His back was stooped, his skin was a dark green and he had long, tapered ears from his sparsely haired head. He walked with a long, arced staff from his back that held a glowing orb over his head.
‘Uhm, what will never do?’ asked Hiccup
‘This great hall. It simply will not serve as a home for the Tower Heart.’ He said
‘The what? Why not?’ he asked as he got on his feet.
The little man turned on his cane to face Hiccup.
‘The Tower Heart, naturally, requires a dark tower. The last tower was destroyed though and this is its new home. But this island is too small, too barren. It will not support the pillar of darkness that this tower is to become.’ He said
Hiccup was now thoroughly confused. He looked at the floating orb with the rocks hovering around it. Outside he could hear rain fall and the occasional crash of thunder. Inside the hearths were extinguished and the only light provided was from the glowing purple rock in the middle of the room floating ominously. He didn’t even know how he got back down in the hall, nor how the rock followed him.
‘Okay, could you take this story from the top?’ he asked
The man looked up at the village chief ‘So you are the one who fixed the tower heart eh?’
He took the silence for an answer and said ‘Well then, master, I offer my services.’
He did a slight bow, as much as his aged body would let him.
‘Your services? Why?’ Hiccup asked
‘You are the new Overlord, and I serve him.’
Hiccup took a step back aghast. The Overlord was just a legend, a tale told by fathers to spook the little ones. Accounts vary but recurring themes was a man consumed by evil who lived to spread darkness, and in darkness thrived. He lived in a wicked tower where he sat a grand throne living in all kinds of debauchery with his mistresses and minions, only leaving to pillage the lands with his evil army.
They rose and fell like the sun, their nature being one of power and power grabs. Eventually one fell and another did not rise again to take its place, and the world was still recovering in his absence.
‘The Overlord?’ he said
‘The One Above All.’ Answered the old man
‘and who are you?’ Hiccup asked
‘Oh, I do seem to have forgotten mentioning. I am Gnarl.’ He said with a similar aged bow
‘So Gnarl,’ Hiccup said, still trying to wrap his head around things ‘what precisely does being Overlord entail?’
‘Why, perpetuating darkness of course.’ He said
Hiccup turned back to the large floating orb that was apparently controlling the weather ‘How? What can I do?’
‘Well anything your depraved mind can think of. Chiefly, you should look towards getting a new place for your tower, and a new castle. A seat for the throne of your new dark empire.’ He suggested
‘How? All we know of are small islands.’ Hiccup asked
‘Well this world is far vaster than you can ever imagine. As far as you young dragon riders have explored, you’ve only gone a fraction of the world.’ Gnarl said
Hiccup’s mind was already too blown to comprehend the vastness of that idea.
‘So where do we start?’ he asked
‘First we must gather up a dark army with which to conquer. Your dragon riders and Vikings will make that a lot easier. Then we must find your minions.’ He said
‘Minions?’ repeated Hiccup
‘This place has an echo. Yes, your dark minions. Little scamp like fellows, weak, dumb and numerous, wonderfully expendable. They’re captive all over the world, gone into hiding after the vanishing of the previous Overlord and seized by pretender rabble.’ He said
‘Okay, well how do I get them back?’ Hiccup asked
‘I’ll figure that all out, though it will take time to track them. Once you have some of your minions and a small army, we can look to carve out a new empire from civilization. Then we can build a new tower, a new empire and a new clan.’ He said
‘New clan?’ asked Hiccup
‘Seriously, open a window or something.’ said Gnarl ‘Yes, a new clan. You must sew your seeds and sate your dark urges. You need mistresses.’
‘Where do I get mistresses?’ he asked
‘Do you know anything? You were a teenager, you know you had fantasies about women. Just get them in bed like you normally do.’ Gnarl said
Hiccup had no response and Gnarl looked back at him ‘Ah, I see. No matter, there is no problem magic can’t solve.’
He snapped his fingers and a brilliant owl flew in through the open window carrying a thick, heavy book in its talons. He dropped it over Hiccup and he caught it, falling to the floor as its weight crushed him. As it fluttered back out, the window closed behind him.
‘How did-‘ Hiccup began
‘Magic!’ exclaimed Gnarl
Hiccup flipped through the book, stopping at random pages.
‘Fireball.’ He said aloud
Incantation, Flammen. Gesture, Monkey, Ram, Serpent and pictures of corresponding hand signals. The illustration showed a man hurling a ball of fire.
‘Careful now, magic is very powerful, very dangerous.’ He noted
Hiccup skimmed some more and saw one that caught his eye.
‘Improve Physique.’ He said
He wanted a stronger build. He set the book down opened between his legs as he sat and did the hand gestures specified, Boar, Dog, Tiger, Ox and Horse. He did the five gestures and whispered the incantation.
‘Stärken Körper.’
With the words he felt a surge of energy through his body, building in his lungs and expelled with the breath of the words. He saw the magical energy escape from his mouth to the book on the floor between his legs in a mystic vapour, where it descended onto his crotch.
Before he could shirk away or realize his mistake, the spell took hold of him and he felt his junk tingle. Suddenly his pants were too tight and he could feel a pressure building in his small clothes.
‘Oh, ow!’ he exclaimed as he squirmed and shifted
He tried pushing his pants around to make room for the problem before giving up. He didn’t want to pull his pants down to visually inspect himself though and merely stood up.
‘Welp, Mr. Gnarl. It was good but I gotta go, my fiancé is waiting back home with supper.’
‘As you wish my lord. Do please take the book with you though, study hard. For the battles ahead will be tumultuous.’ He said
Hiccup lifted the book and held it with both hands in front of his crotch to hide the obscene bulge in between his legs now.
‘Will do Gnarl. I will lock the door behind me so no one has to see this.’
‘A most prudent maneuver Overlord.’ Said Gnarl as the young chief excused himself…

Hiccup returned to his house near the great hall intent on getting some sleep and hoping all this Overlord nonsense would settle by the time he woke up. Also getting his junk squared away but he didn’t want to touch it until he was in the privacy of his own house. As he suspected, there was a light rain outside and distant thundering, nothing too cataclysmic. Upon entering his house, he kicked off his boot and lit a slow burning candle for light. He proceeded up the steps to his room.
Upon throwing open his door and bringing in the light he jumped. Astrid was lying in wait for him on the bed. She was on her side, legs over each other so the muscled thighs concealed the blonde pussy. Her hard, developed abs pointed the way to it and framed her chest that bore an impressive rack of soft, firm tits that sat on top of each other. She still had her head band on to keep stray hairs from her face except bangs, the rest of the fair hair falling around her head.
‘Hey honey.’ She greeted
Hiccup shirked his vision as the tension in his pants got even worse.
‘He Astrid.’ He said back, wondering how long she was waiting there
‘Come on Hiccup, don’t be shy. I was thinking it’s been way to long for that now.’ She said
She pushed herself onto her ass, leaning back on propped elbows as Hiccup looked back at his girlfriend of several years. His eyes were drawn to the large, white breasts that were still jiggling, the pink inverted nipples winking at him. She then spread her legs apart for him to see the thin mat of blonde hair around her pussy. The swollen lips splayed open like a flower almost on their own as she exposed her most sacred part to him.
Hiccup was now emboldened by the sight and approached the bed while unlacing his vest. Astrid closed her legs and scooched up, resting her naked ass on the edge of the bed as Hiccup closed the distance.
‘You know this has been coming for a while, what was it, three years ago?’ she asked as she began undoing his belt
‘Hard to say precisely, when do we start the time? I’ve liked you since long before then.’ He said as he pulled off his top
His body was toned from the harsh living of a viking but there was little substance usually associated with the muscular warriors. Astrid flipped her hair as she dropped his pants. He only had cloth trunks now but there was something wrong, it looked like he had a large rock stuffed in there.
‘What’s this?’ she asked seriously as she pulled those down too
Both of them were shocked into silence when his cock flopped out. Semi erect from his excitement, it flung up to tap her under the chin lovingly and then bob in the air, slowly growing with each pulse that sent blood into the swelling member. She had to lean back, eyes wide open and mouth agape, as it grew to tremendous size between them. Veins began bulging on the shaft, giving it a fierce, muscular look as it took on an upward bend, foreskin peeling back to expose the mushroom like head on his cock and the weeping eye.
‘Hiccup!’ she spat, unable to articulate a sentence
‘What? I can’t help it.’ He said
She reached up with a hand to prod it, as if expecting her hand to go through it. When she felt only meat and saw it bounce away, she grabbed it. Hiccup watched as she began stroking it with a closed fist, fingers unable to close around it completely. As she pushed down the smooth, vascular shaft, it turned redder when her hand returned and a large bulb of viscous precum began forming on the opening at the end.
‘Hiccup, this is unreal. Horses, mules and donkeys don’t even get his big.’ She said, blue eyes entranced
Hiccup shrugged and kicked his legs out of his pants as Astrid added another hand to her manipulation of his megacock. Once he was as naked as her, she licked the marble sized droplette on the end of the cock.
‘How did you do this?’ she asked
Instead of answering, he did the gestures and spoke the words. After making the five signals and speaking in the strange tongue, the mystic vapour escaped his lips like a moan and descended on her as she took the head into her mouth.
She closed her eyes to savour the taste of his cock better, the engorged head filling her mouth and stretching her lips and jaws well enough on its own. As she did that, her chest began to grow. Her tits, which were a decent size, began to swell, going from oranges to grapefruits in moments. She noticed the difference in weight and opened her eyes, looking down and spitting the cock out.
‘What is happening!?’ she demanded as she sat back alarmed
Her breasts continued to swell and now were the size of cantaloupes. Their bulk and size forming them into oblong spheres as they grew. Every breath shuck them a little and the great orbs jiggled pleasantly. Soon they were bigger than their heads, jutting out from her chest like the snowy twin peaks of a mountain on her body.
‘Relax Astrid, I cast an enhancement spell on you.’ He said as if it were no big deal
‘What? Why?’ she asked, looking up blue eyes wide through her blonde bangs as her tits continued to grow before their eyes
He shrugged ‘To make things more fun.’
His cock was now rock hard, pointing up and bobbing with each beat of his rapid heart. There was now a steady stream of precum oozing from the saliva coated head. She reached up to steady it, using her other hand to play with her still growing breasts. She took the head past her lips to the back of her throat, where she pushed herself down.
He ran his hand through the thin, smooth blond hair on her head as she thrust her face onto his massive member. Her lips were stretched into a comical ‘O’ shape and her jaw about dislocated on both hinges as a third of his horse cock was immersed in her mouth. He leaned his head back and groaned, her throat clamping around the cockhead and everything behind it that was traveling down her throat, bulging her neck out.
Once she had half of his dick in her mouth, she let go of his shaft and dropped a hand to his balls, finding he had two massive nuts in a leathery, wrinkled fist filling sack dangling well below the base of the prick. She let go of her breasts and used the other hand to help her kneed the hot, heavy balls, She began bobbing her head, shoving more of his meat than she was taking out as she messaged the spunk producing organs between his legs.
Hiccup spread his stance as Astrid did that, using his hands in her hair to grab her head and began fucking her face. He was losing control and trying to keep his knees from buckling in pleasure as most of his cock was shoved into her tight, hot and wet mouth.
As he held her head in place and bucked, saliva began oozing from between her lips and the veins of his thick shaft, backed up fluids displaced by his hungry cock. Her eyes went wide, blue eyes looking up below blonde bangs and above pretty pink lips stretched around a fat dick. His balls shuffled around in her hands as he fucked her throat, her new, absolutely massive breasts jostled about as he shuck her.
They were now watermelon sized, each bigger than her whole chest. They were as creamy white as the rest of her, smooth with large inverted quarter sized nipples that were pert and erect. She moaned around the cock lodged in her throat, dropping a hand to her cunt to play with the wet punk pussy.
‘Oh fuck, Astrid!’ Hiccup groaned as he bottomed out
The base of the pubic bone under a thin matt of brown hair bounced off her nose. She smiled from around the cock in her mouth, stuffed halfway inside her through her mouth. He rocked his hips around, twisting his dick inside her as more saliva leaked around her lips as they turned blue. He gave her face a few more fucks, drawing his cock out a good ways before shoving it back in, all while wondering how long she had been without air.
Not wanting to kill his fiancé before their first time, he pulled all the way out. He had to take two steps back to get the hose of dick flesh out but when he did, she began spitting the reservoir of saliva and precum backed back into her stomach. She retched, hacked and drooled on the floor between them as colour returned to her face. Hiccup stood back and admired the sight, stroking his wet dick slowly to keep the erection strong. Once she regained her composer, he stepped up to her again and pat her head.
‘You did great Astrid.’ He said
‘Fuck you.’ She spat
‘In a moment.’ He said as he got down and grabbed her under her knees
In a quick motion he lifted her up by her legs as she fell on her back. Hands under her knees, he walked to the bed as she back crawled until they were out of room. He dropped them and crawled over her as she crawled back, until they were in the centre of his bed with her legs parted around him.
He’d never been between a woman’s legs like this before and looked down at his eager cock. It lay across the top of her wet, heated cunt and poked between the valley of her massive water melon sized knockers that splayed to either side of her chest as she laid down.
He rested his hands on her tits, letting them sink into the abundant tit meat under their own weight as he slowly messaged her wide and pointed pink nipples.
'Ugn... the heat of your cock on my cunt...' she moaned as he groped her
He lowered his hands to shake the creamy white flesh cradling his massive engorged member between them and grasp those prominent nipples between his thumb and forefingers. He tweaked and tweezed the nipples, eliciting moans from Astrid as she ground her crotch against the enormous dick pole between her legs and tits. Hiccup lifted them with pinched fingers, the mass of the boobs becoming large tear drops under the sensitive skin. He dropped them and the resumed their pumpkin like shape, completely covering his dick with their warm mass.
He leaned over now, burying his face in the tits that coddled his cock like a child while pawing them so they stayed together. He moved his face over one tit, lolling his tongue out as he did to trace its way to her nipple. Once his mouth was over her left tit, he locked smaller circles around the pink nipple bigger than any coin he'd ever seen.
He then sucked the nipple into his mouth, sealing his lips around the sensitive nub as he began suckling. He licked as he pulled it in his mouth with the vuccum, groping the other tit as he sucked on the nipple. Astrid moaned softly as he sucked her nipple, grinding her netherlips against the dick pipe laying across her pussy between them. Hiccup could have laid there all night sucking her tits, resting his head and hands on her wonderfully massive breasts, but he was also excited by the heat of their touching sexes.
He let the nipple slip from his mouth after swallowing the pent up saliva and asked ‘Ready?’
‘Oh, I’ve been ready. Come on, give to me Chief.’ She said with an intensity in her eyes the likes of which he hadn’t seen since she was single mindedly training to be a dragon slayer.
He leaned back to sit on his heel and peg, getting enough space between their sexes to fit his massive cock. He poised his head at her entrance, the open piss hole kissing the opening between her swollen and ready lips. He watched her face as he pushed in, fighting to close his eyes in bliss as his most sensitive body part was clenched in the vice of the hottest, wettest hole he’d ever felt.
Her mouth opened as she let out a gasp, his cock stretching her opening, then her eyes went even wider, the pupils constricting as the bulk of his man meat was pushed in. As he filled her with more and more of his manhood, she contorted her face in a mix of pain, pleasure and unease. She wrapped her legs around Hiccup, crossing them above his firm ass as he slid halfway in without issue. She was so wet, hot and ready he was meeting very little resistance.
Her eyes slammed shut when he got to a third left, even she was getting too full now. He pulled back out to halfway before pushing back in, returning his cock to its new home in her cunt. He pulled out when he had an eight left, then pushed back in. There was a gush of girl fluids and then his balls smacked the clefts of her ass.
Balls deep in his bitch, he watched her catch her breath, blond hair a wet mess of sweat around her head on the pillow and massive tits a jiggling pair of fleshy water melons for him to feast his eyes.
‘Oh Hiccup, you’re soo big.’ She moaned
‘and you’re so tight.’ He noted
He began grinding himself against her, shuffling around her insides with his megacock as she writhed and moaned. Her long blond hair tangled around her head as her whole body shuck beneath him. Her grip with her legs shifted between her desire to pull him closer and her reflex to spread more to allow space for the mighty prick.
He dropped his gaze from her face to her tits, getting hypnotized by the jiggling globes of tit meat after getting over the sheer size of them. He was seized by the desire to bury his face in them, driving his brown haired head between the massive mounds of chest meat. He was enveloped in soft, firm warmth as she hugged him closer, drawing her tits around his head as he pushed his pelvis off of hers and slammed back in.
‘Oh fuck! Hiccup!’ she exclaimed as their fucking truly began
Pulling his face from her chest, he began bucking in earnest, pulling a good ways out and driving back in. He needed all the force of his legs to lift up sufficiently as his fat cock took a lot of work to wield properly and get out enough. Sweat began to build up on their bodies as their first time became a work out.
‘Oh, oh! Fuck me Chief!’ she begged
Hiccup reached down and grabbed a fistful of tit, loving the feel of the firm, warm flesh in his hand as the rest of the boob danced around his groping fingers. She began bouncing back, getting over her initial shock. She pulled and twisted him around with her legs and bounced her hips off of his when they met for a thunderous clap of flesh and bolt of pleasure.
‘Yeah, take this dragon cock! Fuck with it!’ he said
As they shuck the bed moaning in unison, there was a creek from downstairs. Valka entered the house and shut the door behind her. Her attention was immediately caught by the shaking and shouting from overhead as she took her wet rain coat off. Quickly, but not so as to bring attention to herself, the tall, elegant older woman went upstairs.
‘Yeah, take this dick Astrid! Take it!’ she heard her son say
‘Come on! Fuck this slut, Chief!’ she heard her say
She knew instantly what she was walking into but was now possessed by curiosity. She just had to see her son in action. She tip toed up the steps, wonder taking over trepidation and crouched down beside the door. Gently, she eased the cracked open door a little more open and put a hand over her mouth to stifle the gasp.
Hiccup had Astrid on her side, one of the Viking girl’s long, muscular legs over his shoulder. She was facing the door, and her, one arm holding her sideways and the other holding her tits. They had grown massively and were the size of large pumpkins now, wobbling with firmness as her whole body was rocked.
Between her legs, her thinly matted blond pussy was being stretched around the most obscenely large cock she had ever seen. She thought Stoic was hung but this dick looked to be splitting her in half. It was long too, each time he pulled back over a foot of thick, heavily veined meat was pulled out, shining with juices off the candle light, before being plunged back in. She wasn’t worried about being seen though because the buxom blonde had her eyes slammed shut as her face contorted with pleasure.
Her son looked like such a stud, his lean muscled body shining with sweat, naked as the day he was bourne. He held her leg up with one hand and her hip in place as he drove his mighty dick home, huge leathery balls dragging along her other leg’s thigh as she did.
She still had a hand over her mouth but now it stifled a moan. She was feeling hot now and noticed that her other hand made its way down south, slipping past the waist of her pants. She was now fiddling with her crotch, stroking the lips and clit, even slipping fingers into the moist, warm folds of her cunt.
She couldn’t stop either. She began finger fucking herself while watching her son fuck. Hiccup pushed the leg down and turned Astrid nearly over onto her belly. She then saw she had gained a similar, inexplicable growth to her ass as well and the thing was now a fantastic size and shape. It rippled with every thrust of Hiccup’s cock as he smacked his hips against it.
As she slipped two fingers into her pussy, she closed her eyes. She imagined what it would feel like to be under her son right now. That he was her own flesh and blood didn’t bother her at all as she was so horny. She had to bite her hand as she imagined being broken by that mighty cock, stretched and filled with his love stick. She opened her eyes again to watch closely, intent on living this new fantasy through Astrid.
Her fingers now ran with pussy juices as she watched the blonde get on her knees, her son fucking her like a doggy as she arced her back, tits pooling under her like pillows.
‘Ughn, fuck me like a bitch!’ she begged as Hiccup pulled a fistful of blonde hair
‘You are a little bitch, a little cock hungry husky.’ He growled with a spank of the other hand
He let go of her hair, the buxom blond flinging into the bed as he grabbed her hips by the narrow waist and pounded away. There was a duel clap of her phat ass against hip hips and his heavy sack swinging around between their legs and slapping her supply thighs or distended clit.
He was loving the rippling of her new large ass, each half sphere of a check larger than any he had ever seen on Burke. He watched as they bounced against each other, shaking on the narrow frame of her lithe body with every thrust as he took to helping them bounce by lightly smacking them.
He alternated hands, sure to keep one on her hips at all times to steady her as the blonde arms and legs had become very shaky as she came closer to the edge. She had her arms folded under her face, head in the bed and back bent as her legs quivered on either side of him. Hold with the left, slap with the right, hold with the right, slap with the left, repeat.
Soon her white skinned bum had lovely red hand prints all over them and he heard Astrid scream from her arms around her face ‘Harder!’
He didn’t know if she meant fuck her harder or smack her harder, so he did both. He began putting strength of his whole arms behind the slaps, which made more audible slap sounds over the creaking of the bed and floor, Astrid’s moans, the gushing of fluids from her overstuffed cunt and the clapping of their flesh every time his hips met her bum.
He began bouncing off her bum, using the recoil to withdraw more than halfway before diving back in, punching her core with the cock knuckle of his pleasure numb dick. He knew he was going to cum soon and began bucking like a deer in heat. He got over her and began rutting hard, his hips and thighs bouncing off of hers as he went into overdrive. He felt his cock, long strangled by the smooth, wet vice grip of her superheated sex, began numbing up and seizing.
‘Astrid, I’m…’ he began to say, wanting to warn her somewhat
‘Give it to me!’ she exclaimed, pulling her face from her arms
Her long blonde hair whipped around her head, no longer contained by the lopsided head band and sending a small splash of accumulated sweat that had built up in the locks. She looked over her shoulder at him with a sex crazed heat he didn’t know was possible.
‘Fill me with you chief seed, stuff this cunt with your gunk!’ shea demanded
He gave her ass a final, hard smack with a squeezing grope before wrapping his arms around her waist and bottoming out with a ferocity that bent her backwards and sent her wailing.
‘OHHHH FUUUUUCK!!!’ she exclaimed with her breath as it escaped
Hiccup felt his balls drain, the torrent of splooge coursing up his dick pipe under the blood engorged cock to be deposited in her innermost lady parts. After he seized, he gave a few more slow, drawn out pumps, feeling the reservoir of hot man juice against his cock head inside of her. When his dick was feeling too compressed by her clamping cunt he began to pull out, loving and shuddering at the feel of cool air on the hot rod that was long immersed in the heated, moist love canal of his fiancé.
As soon as the wilting stem was pulled from the stretched open flower, there was a rush of built up pussy juice, spooge and precum that had mixed inside her. The lips had trouble returning to their natural shape as the contents, no longer under pressure, began to ooze out her cunt and drip into a puddle in the bed. She fell over after Hiccup pushed her ass aside, cunt concoction running down her inner thighs now.
Hiccup fell over her and then rolled to her side, long dong still coated in their juices shriveling up to about a foot of dick meat as it flopped around between them. She rolled over onto him halfway and they cuddled, him resting a hand on her fantastically large breast…

‘So, what was that all about?’ asked Astrid after a long but warm silence
She snuggled against her boyfriend. Both were naked and still on top of the bed although the sweat was dry, the breathing was normal, the excited parts calmed down and the large, offensive smelling puddle in the bed now a cake of dried sex juices. She was well and fucked, legs slightly spread as she was sore. Hiccup just held her to his lean muscled chest.
‘I’m the Overlord.’ He said simply
‘I thought you were the chief.’ She said
‘No, I am *the* Overlord. Of myth.’ He clarified
‘What?’ she said, propping up on an elbow to see him clearer ‘I thought that was just a legend…’

They stood in the great hall, bathed in the purple light from the floating, glowing boulder and the rocks that floated around it. Gnarl approached them, unbothered by them being dressed in simple robes.
‘Ah, the Overlord and his First Mistress.’ He greeted
‘Uhm, Mistress?’ she said, looking at Hiccup
‘It’s a title, for the lover of the Overlord.’ He said
She glowered at him ‘He said First Mistress, what is with the first?’
‘The Overlord is a sexual dynamo.’ said Gnarl ‘He will wear one woman out if he has to stay with her. He has kinks and drive, he needs multiple women. Also in case one is busy or pregnant or what have you.’
Astrid looked down for a little bit before looking back up at him ‘and how do you feel about this?’
He grabbed her by the chin and said ‘I love you Astrid, more than anything. You will always be my first and my favourite, but with my new powers, my new responsibilities, and the might of the Overcock, I fear it’s too much for just us.’
She pulled him into an embrace, tits sloshing to the sides as she said ‘Okay then, but I come first alright?’
‘Alright. You will be the head of my mistresses.’ He said and they sealed their agreement with a kiss

Hiccup was pulling on his boot the next morning when he saw Astrid head to the door.
‘Woah!’ he said to halt her ‘where are you going dressed like that?’
She was wearing a very heavily modified version of her usual outfit. The skirt was far shorter, stopping just above her mid-thigh. A gentle breeze could lift it past the new abundant butt cleavage. She now had thigh high boots with fur lining, which she may have always had but now it was evident by the short skirt. Her top was cut short in the front and angled to show off her toned abs. The jacket was no longer even buttoned together but tied with long strings in the middle, making a bird cage for her boobs.
It may have been a thing of practical since one tit was as big as her whole chest used to be but the result was a top to bottom view of her smooshed together tits where the excess spilled over the top, dangled from bellow and leaked through the clenching cage in the middle. The flaps from the sides covered about a third of each boob, covering at least the prominent nipples. It was still lined with fur along the collar and neck. Her arms were still tied with the bandaging and capped with gloves.
‘Out, why?’ she asked
‘Nothin,’ he said ‘You’re just a little, exposed…’
‘Jealous?’ she asked
‘No, just… wow. I think you might get cold.’ He said
‘Well I don’t have much, this is my favourite jacket. It won’t fit anymore so I had to make due. Don’t like it?’ she asked with a thrust out hip pose
His cock was straining against his pants ‘No, I love it in fact. Are you sure you don’t want a concealment spell though? To prevent gawking?’ he asked
She turned and walked, each step jiggling the stepping cheek that tossed the pieces of her battle skirt aside and revealed the supple butt flesh beneath.
‘Let them...’ She said

She walked about town as if nothing changed. The weather was dreary but aside from that, dragons were flying, farmers were farming, shepherds were herding, everything was normal. She walked about with confidence, which was normal for a woman like her, assured of her prowess, but now it was a confidence in her appearance.
Everywhere she walked, she noticed heads turning and people staring. She overheard two women whispering about the ‘boat race’ on her chest. Some looked at her with a degree of jealousy, wanting tits like hers, some looked with awe, amazed that boobs could even get that big. Some women even looked with a degree of want, as if they wanted to touch them as bad as the menfolk.
They didn’t whisper. She heard whistles, saw them fumble with what they were doing, stare openly. She even saw a few men openly rubbing their crotches. She walked into the Broken Mug, the main pub in Burke, and dropped a coin.
‘One of the usual.’ She said with a smirk as he dropped his barrel he was carrying
‘Sure thing Miss tits- erm, Astrid.’ He said before ducking out to get her order
She smiled and listened in the distance ‘Look at all that ass.’ One man said
‘Ass? I can’t get over her tits. They’re freaking huge!’ said another
‘Huge doesn’t describe it, she could feed a family of five with those.’ Said the other
‘I don’t even know what that means and I agree.’ Said the other
‘A shame she’s with that runt.’ Said he
‘Woah man, that runt is the chief.’ Said the other
‘Yeah, chief of bones and skin maybe.’ Said the one before
‘Scrawny or not, he’s the right bourne ruler of this tribe, a capable man and we owe him our civilization.’ Said the other
‘We don’t owe him a thing. The chief owes us though, and I think his fine girl would be a good start.’ He said
She turned now to face them. There were two in the corner, a taller bloke with a red beard and a moderate heighted but burly looking fellow.
‘and why do you suppose that?’ she asked
The shorter one said ‘Because all he does is fly around with that crippled dragon of his and chart useless maps. We do the tilling, the fishing and hunting, we build the town he presumes to rule over. He’s about as much a Viking and a chief as I am a princess and a Valkyrie as fine as you shouldn’t be wanting for real Viking men just because the limp dicked chief needs a bride.’
She stood from the stool and said ‘What did you say!?’
‘I’m saying the only time Hiccup has any kind of dragon between his legs is when he is riding that Nightfurry and you should be shared amongst us.’ He laughed and took a swig from his mug
No one laughed with him. Hiccup carried a great deal of respect for bringing them their dragon riding culture, and because of his father’s legacy. He was a strong leader and a genuinely good person, and Astrid clearly loved him, as did his friends. She didn’t know how much of his boisterous claims were him or the mead talking but that insolence would not stand with her.
‘Oh, I have ridden both of his big black dragons and they are anything but tiny.’ She said ‘if you have problems with my lover, I suggest you do the honourable thing and tell him about it. The Right of Might still rules this tribe, anyone can challenge him to claim the chiefdom. Until then, if you have any wangst about your baby dragon then I suggest you rub it out in your own uncomfortable silence instead of projecting it on others.’
The man lurched at her but the Viking girl was still fast despite her new proportions. She yanked her body aside before she even realized he threw a punch and spun away from it, clocking him in the head with a punch of her own that sent him back into the chair. She whipped her hair out her way as she walked out with the crowd laughing. The pub man called after her ‘Your drink!’
She said without turning as all eyes were on her ass ‘Give it to the little man with huge inadequacy issue.’

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